Mental Health
"Family on the line of the tattoo"
Tattoo: Shadow of the Family (A form suitable for recitation) ♥️♥️This hand-drawn name — my mother, The shadow of love, remains embedded in the heart. That affectionate smell of childhood, Now in the ink line, deep and intimate.♥️♥️
By Prianka dhar about a year ago in Poets
Weighed Down
How do I even get out of here? There are no chains holding me down. The recesses so dark that they have their own kind of glow. But this is my nest and my cavern where not even bats will join me. They aren't blind you know, just really bad at sight. As am I, especially in foresight. I should have seen this coming, should have been able to track this decline.
By Ariana GonBonabout a year ago in Poets
Brazos De Mar Y Luna
I have come to love my room, where I am my own enemy and hero. My altar is in the corner, La Virgen (another Xicana), painted under Her aura, is there. All the different ways She can be portrayed look over me while I sleep, along with the letters from my grandparents, from a lost love, from current romance. She sees me fighting with myself to sleep.
By Ariana GonBonabout a year ago in Poets
